This heart of mine
With no place to grow...

I love you,
I love you too...

Generic child
Just like the rest...

Let us go, you and I,
To a place where vicodin doesn't coarse through...

Here he comes with wings pure and white
His shield forged from faith...

Don't say a word
Just do as your told...

Draw me close and hold me tight
Never let go this feels so right...

The rage is growing deep within me
blood is the only thing i could see...

I have hidden this deep inside
In people I could never confide...

Drifting so far away....
people acting as if every things ok...

All I could ever do was feel this pain
As I stand in this crimson rain...